My baby girl starts Kindergarten tomorrow. Mama is excited but nostalgic for the days when she was a baby and a toddler and so dependent on me.

And now it begins. Homework. Field trips. Lunch money. School supplies. Now I’ll be the Mama at the conference, not the Teacher. For the next 13 years, I’ll have a kid in school. Well, 15 if you count Ephraim. After that, 6 years of a kid in college. There are thousands of papers and hundreds of pencils in our future. (Not to mention thousands of dollars in tuition.) Mama’s not sure she’s ready for this!

Ephraim will also start a new school (they’re both going to my husband’s school) in the 3-year-old class. He is the one I’ve been more worried about, but I think he’s coming around. Yesterday we stopped at an intersection near mine and Steven’s schools (they’re only 4-5 miles apart) and Ephraim pointed right and said, “That way is Mommy’s school,” and pointed straight and said, “That way is Daddy’s school. Let’s go to Daddy’s school.” Cute, right?
Ephraim, like Madeleine, seems so grown up. He is more like a kid and less like a toddler every day.

Tomorrow is his first day, also. Unfortunately I won’t be able to take them because I have to be at work at 7:40, but I’m sure there will be lots of hugs at home before I leave and Steven will take them to school. My babies are growing up!